Daily Notes- December 20

                                         

The last of the old ones.  And no newer ones have been made.  Yesterday I practiced saying yes whenI would normally have said no, not now.  G wanted to move furniture in the dining room.  So we did and the room looks nice and the tv set is higher up and easier to see.  It's my dad's old tv.  We bought it for him on one of our "wellness" check visits.  Long ago.  His "friends" told us the tv didn't work.  But it did and has for an additional 11 years here in my house.

I received notice that my Louise Penny book A Better Man was due tomorrow and decided it was time to read it.  I got thru 361 pages last night but stopped at midnight.  Will finish it this morning. In the author notes, Louise writes that her husband, suffering from dementia, was doing a puzzle at the table when a friend stopped by with a dog.  The dog walked right in and over to the author's husband and lay down with his head on husband's foot.  And was his constant companion until her husband's death never leaving his side.  This book was dedicated to that dog. Bishop.  That was so hard for me to read.

G has gone off to his physical therapy and when he is done we will drive together to Freeport to pick up the new mattress pad.  Then the grocery. I have been having hummus and carrots for a combined lunch/dinner for a few days now.  And I love it.  So I need more hummus right now.  I may purchase the supplies for holiday meals.  Or not.

Just got a call from neighbor at the other end of this dead end street.  Police were here in abundance last night around the time G and I were getting ready for bed (midnight).  Cars etc.  Men on foot.  We didn't see anything but N was telling me there is a mentally ill man doing very bad things in Town.  And they must have thought he was on our street.  No lights or sirens.  N is taking a shower and then visiting the Police Station to find out why the police officers rang her doorbell and asked her questions after midnight.  There were footprints all around her house and up on her deck.  While we talked, I looked out my windows to see if anyone had been walking around my house looking in the windows.  No.

Well, that sort of thing really is strange.  Our houses are so far apart on this street and the lots are heavily wooded.  A few weeks ago Riley and I would have been out there on the last call of the night walk.  OMG!!!